liars backstabbers...
in my jouney, i have seen so many butterflies turn out to be bees in disguises.
the masks they wear..
a falsehood shared by brothers and sisters..
i have learnt that this world is driven by sins..
greed translate in to money , in to wealth into charity organisations into embezzlement...
lust turned to love turn to sex turned into alimony.
wrath disguises as courage , translates into fighting spirit , causing wars .
gluttony becoming innovative food produce, that cause diabetes and obesity.

need i elaborate futher?

all you have in this world is yourselves..
..
if u think u have a soul mate,
think again..
i'd like to push the boundaries further... has anyone loved without lusting?
no isnt it?
..
truth be told..
everything is a lie..
we must lie to live...
subsistence will one day be all that we've got left.....

you will never understand me, never.....

here me as my blood is bleeding..
my heart you see is no longer beating.
you cannot realise the ache i'm feeling.
just step aside while i'm falling.
they say that as we grow up we become stronger,
some of use , we become weaker.
their eyes they just stare into our veins
causing us to feel so much pain.
their lies the hurl as their offences
we crumble beneath their savage verses.
theres no more light,
no more fun,
all the world has turn on us.
we must must run
run away
from their sacarsm,
from their eyes
..
no more hurting
no more pain
our legs they bear us through this shame.
foundations crack
they are leaking sand
you hear you see
all has been disband
a moment of folly, your lifes regret.
hold me close now, run away.
they come now, crushing us against our will
they hear now, cutting us apart.
we must run .
our eyes pool out a lake full of crimson.
no more no more
..
they can hurt us nomore..
our skin has healed
our lives are done.
my heart is kept in its original charm.
no one can hurt it no one will
many tried so many have failed..
never will i sit in corners
sobbing for my heart's lost honours..
..
Never again....

perhaps its too little , too late..

there once was a knight fighting so far far away..
he used to scowl at his king who gave the orders astray..
but one day his messenger came from the eastern hills, bearing ill news of their kingdom
the knight he rushed onwards to save his people...
but by the time he retreated , his castle laid in ruins..
the knight he said crying," i'm sorry my dear king,
you wisdom was endless, and i was insolent..
i should just listened i should stayed by your side...
now i beg of your forgiveness as i lay down my lifeee"..
he kneels near the crusifix on which bore his master..
the stench of their carcasses fouling the winds..
then his men they stabbed their spears in to the grounds as tears bled through their helmets..
the sky it had darkened , the rain on our arrows ,
i heard the knight said in his dying bloody words,
" forgive me , my weakness, my many many sins..
i should've just listened instead of arguing..
my sister , my brothers they are returning to their land ...
perhaps some day , we may rule again...
no ten thousand years later,
we should face the same..
why have we been fighting the castel,
why havent we been there...
now in rubbles i lay still,
blood flowing from my torso,
i still regret mmy defiance to my kings...

its a trap!
its a trap its a trap..
turn around..
run runn runn
run like hell.. dun let it get yoou

gogogogogogo

i see the impressions fading away as i leap frog through the cracks in
time , telling myself, woohoo im outta here...

the stranger

how vulgar and erotic..
the sight of the void seducing myself..
stripping away part by part of my shields..
exposing virgin naked flesh..'
tempting me, drawing me closer and closer...
i walk , shifting my steps backwards as best i can.
a parry, followed by a block,
a jump, and i feel my soul split into two at the seary heat from her sabre
the scythe now , dripping with blood stand erect on my carcass

the creationist

strokes laid perfectly..
her life she encased in her works..
neat , precise...
effort thought consideration concentrated on her life,
minute details done and redone..
free, yet accurate..
staying true to her course..

the sun-flower lover

she of whom,
sister of the chemist..
her fight is not with the world, but within it..
her love for all things inanimate,
and disgusts at the slightest of remarks miscast..
her smile..
wide, barring polished canines to defend
her soft yellow
sunflowers

the chemist

long gold hair fluttering against her copper skin.
the toll of studies never scarred her flawless facade..
she is superior in this realm..
her knowledge so vast so deep..
i glance at her entity.
from across the void..
she smiles at her enemies,
muttering words that shatter their will..
their fight could never be started..
she is the diplomat , the scholar, the chemist...

until and unless (song for my love)

until and unless,
you show me you love me.
until and unless,
you stop shoutin at me..
until you see the world with eyes as open you realise your smile is broken..
you finally understand that the world is coming to an end...
until you .. realli know me..
until you , dare to kiss me..
till the day that i am sure that when i go down on my knees
that you will say yes..
that you will say yes..
you know that we belong..
you know that you are the onlii one for me yet you aint coming back for me..
so fine i say , as i walk away ..
youll never see the scars again..
just that plastic mask i wear ..
to speak only when i am spoken to..
i am cold.....
unless. you open me...
alocked wooden door you cant see me..
you will never know of me...
i will dissapear ...
i will give you the satisfaction of seeing me in my own purgaaatooryyyyy
until and unless ...
you love me.

runaway mental

bright larva oozing out from squishy tubules..
loud screams of joy.
the buzzling sound of a motor,
with lovely shiny crystals moving round and round in circles,
touching anything,
and turning it into my favourite colour.... vermilion..
that actually sounds cute ..
ver me lion..\
ooh
lions .. gentle cats..
reddish cats..
i touch them, and they become two..
so beautifull.....
zzzzz
...
weeeeeeeeeeee
...
zzzzz
..
ARgh!!!!!
...
zzzz
....
woohoooo
..
zzzz
...
some one could get ....
zzzz
...
fun..
eek
..
i got red paint all over my clothes .....
why did u spill red paint on my clothes?
now my mom's gon get so angry wif me..
..
hmmph
..
good bye
....
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

arial... the beginning.....

your master scolds you.
the words that had replaced the whip the replaced the ratan cane.
the cut from the inside..
you feel the urge to argue.
you know you cannot win.
even if you won, you would still have lost, in the grand scheme of things.
you are lost..
the pain from the inside..
you dig your fingernails into your arm,
pain that distracts you from more pain..
ironic
,..
" you are a waste of my time'
your heart bleeds liquid crystals from your eyes.
poisoning them , a veridian glow.
the fire.
the emptiness,
while you are corrodes from the insides..
your gut twirls in magnificent spirals.
the pain..
everything you were fighting for turning against you.
the inferno,
leaving in its wake a cold dark solitary destitude..
you are alone..
a mystery weather the cold was from the beads of tears wiped haphazzardly on your sleves... or from your heart...
your soul splits into two, co-existing in one body.
one dominant over the other..
you fight yourself..

you have become an abomination.....